Concrete Jungle Where Pipe Dreams Are Made Of — by Alex Almario on

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"I thought of that old joke, you know? This guy goes to a psychiatrist and says, 'Doc, my brother's crazy; he thinks he's ...

My Breakup Letter to the New York Knicks — by Alex Almario on

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Author’s note: this is not the usual Colonial Mental blog post; this is a pure, unadulterated, biased rant. If you don’t follow the NBA o...

An Elegy to the Nash-Era Phoenix Suns — by Alex Almario on

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Phoenix, June 3, 2006 Game 6, Western Conference Finals Dallas 102, Phoenix 93 “Steve? You got anything?” (asked Phoenix coach Mike D’A...

What I Think About When I Don't Talk About Running — by Alex Almario on

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I am now at my peak as a runner. I can now run faster for a longer period of time than at any point in my six years of running. I have neve...

A Knicks Fan’s Desperate Plea To Stop All This Linsanity — by Alex Almario on

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I remember the first time I got royally drunk. I was at a private beach in Zambales with a bunch of friends and we spent our first night t...

Occupy the NBA! Occupy Mad Men! — by Alex Almario on

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Thinking about money has never been my thing. One of my constant goals in life has always been to not have to think about money and I'v...